Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1887-11-17
AUNT HANNAH"
,,n.rnr,s Magazine.


il bettar for having a de-
o.itiou, and ] sometimes fancy
". be the good creature" of the
,.,ye and scattered family and
.Ie scope for every kind of use
nj Tina was when | was the spoilt
4. but years have hurried on,
-, nromise was early nipped in
hv the death of my dear parents,
"a 10 pass away within twenty
mrs Of each other.
I'M the churchyard where the sun
sotly down upon their undivised
,,d stroye TO realize that hence
tbose true and tender hearts were
in the glorious sunshine of Eter-
looked into the cold, hard face
| Heat brother, and knew that the
s,mpathetic love in my old home
=, and done with for me. n bert
upkind or unjust, but sympathy
r,slity utterly wanting in his com
and if he were just and fair to-
bers, what on earth could Others
fo,s. in heavens name? he would
Dsiently.
r,0 Justice is much; but love and
,b7. what are they not worth in all
n, from the highest lady in the
5ose sympathy never fails in time
down to the little school child,
n spare few precious crumbs of
|, the hungry robin in its path?
bber brothers and sisters we're all
and scattered over the world, and
eldest child was but a few
bounger than myself, the youngest
n fathers generation.
h some years / lived on in the dear
nc and strove to be of what use |
No one scrupled to make use of
En bound to say, and by degrees
billy motto seemed to be: aunt
will do it. She won't mind"
,he mind? Sometimes | think she
yOdng ones were growing up, and
b ny few additional years consti-
il lot old age, at least advanced
age. Little did they think, while
tiuble feet Shirled to Aunt Han
playing / could play, and for many
B threw my heart into doing my
oi their dance music)-little did
blink say, how my own shoes were
Ping under the piano with longing
given chance OF turn myself.
night ! overheard q slim young
sbOy murmur to my niece:
lsay won't your aunt be tired,
X 50 longf"
td' Oh, no, she won't mind" re-
Edith. "She likes it,"
|nmy head over the piano and
down the choke that almost over
ed me as steadily marked time in
ase tune of many memories. Up
The eyes Of my memory rose that
gseyen years before, upon which
rufelife had seemed to hinge. l
ilen, and had been for two years
nate OF my brothers. home. l was
andWa still considered too young
nome Of my own by my elder
0as, too old for young lady amuse-
.! The younger generation.
steadily played on, and my
ab lloated away backward to that
nave limited at. I saw once
d small, dark haired gifl, with hazel
10 iar-away look IN them, and
q oent a broad-shouldered, curly
!oung giant, whose voice trembl-
sad God bless you, darling
asAAahi | will come tomorrow and
bert aud you"
3D. Nike, Mike, why did you never
never never, and the next thing
1saia was that you had gone to
'l' 4oAoWing week, and the year
-H you were married. And oh,
~ done, what had done to de-
''ca blow as this?
Misunderstood himP Good
:. laa shown that l thought he
~ ana no had meant nothing and
eu'' ana done the most merci-
,S, ay could by vanishing from
~ aq u, day wearied myself to
b.. ". Il5s agonizing puzzle. Speak
VII ] dared not. What conJd he
~, glFl who had admitted she
sl one when the some one too
si'led not for her lover
y, .s1 S'le was wrapped up in her
Isa5 On the only occasion on
.S 1 o'aced my heart to ask her
,, 90. answered me through the
.',;5 i-'al' Tell her s,e nutten
M . rLu GUM, my Tootsewootsee;
d. .s 1-1 Play wiz 90, my precious,
,ys. 35'5fd fought my battle alone
AM. NY ~ INTO the ong-suffering
anlr5 :, 1 "a nan, who was supposed
,sI,S an IIe oreary bits of employ
iso,s ,a l had stuck p my rich old
ha -. Jed and to my surprise,
lst.t with the command thar I
s,s6,ts ~. name in place of my own.
~, -A !, Grey, became, tberefore
hannah nAnneh Sinclair. With INV
mo, ~ -.5nefmore asserted nv in
1 ana Sc. up for myself q little
lss 'Iloon' My dear old nurse
ss,es.H my household, and the
ss.i5s4 ! established my self bv
sIs54 ana started as a free Ions
et NJ. nay head on her knees ana
70 99s! "a. aeart would break. Ail.ia
pa ss sion but stroked my head
s'sa,si S.ne people are blessed witb
oaAa.is !mpathy and tact. Nv
l's,. - : 70 that evening in All n0 tSa
eiak 49, Pen' together; but some
'sgus...ss5H mad gEasped more than |
, s.l., ~ little home bec.ms -.
I, n,sy - ,i 2, all J., the family. Ny
Y, .iias isna .i,l' a. 1lled with forbid